That's what I'm waiting for, aren't I?
Bad days beget bad days.
Today wasn't particularly bad, except for the snow, and that fucked everything up. It made me late, I spilled a few important articles, and lost a wallet (hopefully up in Powell?). Accidentally took way too much of these meds in frustration/instead of putting them back in the bottle and now I can't type and will have a difficult time doing the homework I've been planning to do all day.
Shit, the zapzapzap's coming back. Ouch. No good.
I had a dream the other night that the Apocalypse did come, in fiery tornadoes and collapsing buildings and every man for himself. It wasn't so much a nightmare as a determined sprint to salvation, and somehow, someway I made it. I looked up at the sky and knew there wasn't a God, but it still wasn't my time to die. I haven't clung to life so hard in a long time.
Last show of HMFKS went fucking ridiculously, by the way. Aaron started changing the choreography halfway through so we all started taking liberties and I yelled ATTACK NOW and my wig came off and we ran into each other and rolled all over the stage and man, it was a brand new show that left Natsumi-juice all over the effing stage. Post-show cigarette, we all agreed it was like the most amazing orgasm ever. bacKspace is leaving in June/July, but Aaron's hoping to do one or two more shows... he says for my sake, I should hope they do two, since I'm still technically grounded. Merrrh.
I would like a panini very much, but my wallet is very far away.
Today wasn't particularly bad, except for the snow, and that fucked everything up. It made me late, I spilled a few important articles, and lost a wallet (hopefully up in Powell?). Accidentally took way too much of these meds in frustration/instead of putting them back in the bottle and now I can't type and will have a difficult time doing the homework I've been planning to do all day.
Shit, the zapzapzap's coming back. Ouch. No good.
I had a dream the other night that the Apocalypse did come, in fiery tornadoes and collapsing buildings and every man for himself. It wasn't so much a nightmare as a determined sprint to salvation, and somehow, someway I made it. I looked up at the sky and knew there wasn't a God, but it still wasn't my time to die. I haven't clung to life so hard in a long time.
Last show of HMFKS went fucking ridiculously, by the way. Aaron started changing the choreography halfway through so we all started taking liberties and I yelled ATTACK NOW and my wig came off and we ran into each other and rolled all over the stage and man, it was a brand new show that left Natsumi-juice all over the effing stage. Post-show cigarette, we all agreed it was like the most amazing orgasm ever. bacKspace is leaving in June/July, but Aaron's hoping to do one or two more shows... he says for my sake, I should hope they do two, since I'm still technically grounded. Merrrh.
I would like a panini very much, but my wallet is very far away.